By day four i was very much craving sleep in my own bed and a very English cup of tea. We started the day by going down to Colette, where we had tried to visit the previous day but it turned out to be closed, nightmare. I absolutely loved Colette, abit of a Dover Street Market type shop filled to the brim with interesting pieces ranging from reasonable to extortionate prices. The VM was definitely abit special but obvs no photos allowed!
We wandered around that area for a while, hit Starbucks like the dirty tourists we were and then set off on our travels once again to the Sacre Couer. I'd heard so much about the SC and was reeeeally looking forward to visiting and it did not disappoint. The steps to reach it were slightly treacherous but defs worth it. I felt so..at peace? I am catholic but i wouldn't consider myself a religious person yet something about the building just filled me with awe. However it was during our visit that we discovered the untimely death of Alexander McQueen. Very sad news indeed, I've never been a massive fan of his work but definitely appreciate what he did in his time.
Montmartre was our next port of call. It was really nice but i can imagine it to be, like so many other places in Paris, so much better in Summer. There were a few street artists knocking around but not as many as I'd expected, lots of nice little shops to keep us entertained though so i wasn't too disheartened. I purchased a silver cuff from a shop in which the assistant was fascinated by our style, much to my delight of course. I've been giving the cuff some serious hammer since being back in the UK, I'm pretty much in love with it.
Finally we really wanted to visit the Pompidou centre as recommended by one of our tutors, and it seemed to make sense just to power on and get it done as we weren't really going to have any other time to see it. The weather was really really cold by this point and my bones felt like they were frozen but with the mindset that i wasn't going to be visiting Paris again for quite some time, we soldiered on. The Pompidou is an amazing building as the photo shows and inside i bought some unusual postcards just for keepsake. Dinner was on the cards by this time so we took a little walk around and settled on (yet another, but who cares) Italian. The food was immense, defs the best meal of the week so far and the place had a real Moroccan vibe? Strange but true.
We wandered around that area for a while, hit Starbucks like the dirty tourists we were and then set off on our travels once again to the Sacre Couer. I'd heard so much about the SC and was reeeeally looking forward to visiting and it did not disappoint. The steps to reach it were slightly treacherous but defs worth it. I felt so..at peace? I am catholic but i wouldn't consider myself a religious person yet something about the building just filled me with awe. However it was during our visit that we discovered the untimely death of Alexander McQueen. Very sad news indeed, I've never been a massive fan of his work but definitely appreciate what he did in his time.
Montmartre was our next port of call. It was really nice but i can imagine it to be, like so many other places in Paris, so much better in Summer. There were a few street artists knocking around but not as many as I'd expected, lots of nice little shops to keep us entertained though so i wasn't too disheartened. I purchased a silver cuff from a shop in which the assistant was fascinated by our style, much to my delight of course. I've been giving the cuff some serious hammer since being back in the UK, I'm pretty much in love with it.
Finally we really wanted to visit the Pompidou centre as recommended by one of our tutors, and it seemed to make sense just to power on and get it done as we weren't really going to have any other time to see it. The weather was really really cold by this point and my bones felt like they were frozen but with the mindset that i wasn't going to be visiting Paris again for quite some time, we soldiered on. The Pompidou is an amazing building as the photo shows and inside i bought some unusual postcards just for keepsake. Dinner was on the cards by this time so we took a little walk around and settled on (yet another, but who cares) Italian. The food was immense, defs the best meal of the week so far and the place had a real Moroccan vibe? Strange but true.
Love these photos, esp. the last city shot ones! So good!
ReplyDeletebeautiful!
ReplyDeleteTu es allée à Georges Pompidou ? Ce musée est top je trouve ;)
ReplyDeleteGreat pics !
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